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My version. (C.j's love story) prt 2
August 24th 2011.
I did as I planned. Philip as expected just hung up and didn't care. I grabbed the pills and whiskey. I thought to myself, what would C.j think? I went online and told him "goodbye, that I was so sorry." I didn't tell him my feelings because I didn't want there to be a chance for me to survive and me to be together with him. I didn't want anybody to love me. Because I knew nobody did. I put the bottle of pills in my mouth and swallowed it down with whiskey. My heart began to race and my mind began showing me something. I saw me and a boy. We kissed. And I was in my wedding dress. Dad and everyone were so happy. Then Philip came in through the doors and said I object. I told him it was too late. 10 years too late. He fell to his knees and began sobbing. He told me he always loved me. And I pushed him away. Exactly what he did to me. I looked up to the boy and he was C.j. I looked at him and I blushed rapidly. Is this real??
I woke up in the tree o
My version. (C.j's love story)
August 21st 2011.
Depressed and Lonely. My ex-boyfriend Philip broke up with me. I couldn't feel myself anymore. I thought life without him was too much for me to deal with. Everything was too hard to deal with. Lori got into a car accident and we have no confirmation for death. Natasha, Heidi, and Cathy they all left me. All for different reasons. My mother was leaving more too. Dad is going to leave to Florida again. I started to think to myself. "Is there anyone who will stay?" My depression begins to Thicken as I begin contemplating suicide.
August 23rd 2011
I go on 'Facebook' one last time before I delete it because of Natasha and Cathy's drama. And an old friend I had a crush on in 7-8th grade in Middle School, Charles Yarborough. Or C.j messages me. I don't know what the "J" is for. He's so random and so weird it reminds me of the happiness and the smiles I had before with..Him. Or with my friends. I tell him about my Step-M
Philips view, aka His view 2 Weeks ago, I get out of school after school and i have band camp. "oh great!" i think to myself. I'm early to band camp and our 1st flute greets me and a new girl. "Amanda. She seems to be very embarrassed or very uncomfortable. Maybe shes just shy? I dont know but i hope she'll be o.k with Band Camp!" I think to myself. I have a infected toe so i cant really be at band camp. i just go for the grade. I look over at her and she messes up on being inline. "She must be having a hard time. I wish i could be helping her." I sigh and look over at the band and see what their doing. Then look back to her and notice she messed up again. "she kinda...a little bit looks cute when she does that."
The next week i went to band camp again and i got my hair cut. First it got so annoying having it in my face. also i was going to cut it for pregame or if Winter Springs High would EVER win a game. but i figured it wouldn't so i cut my hair. and Amanda looks at me and blushes. Ma
The Stork's Nest Pt. 1Yalda strode into the director’s office. He looked up quickly from his computer, then turned to a keypad on his desk, hitting a few buttons. A quiet but perceptible whirring started. He turned to Yalda and smiled, crossing his arms on the table.
“Agent Isa, hello,” he said.
“Captain,” Yalda nodded, standing straight with her hands behind her back. “We’re alone?”
“We are now,” the captain said, unlocking his desk cabinet and putting a manila envelope on the table. “This is an assignment of the upmost secrecy and importance. Have you heard of The Stork?”
“The Stork,” Yalda repeated to herself. “Only rumors. It’s the alias or codename for an organization that’s been found in connection to gangs, dictators, and terrorist groups across the globe.”
“Not rumors, and not an organization,” the captain said sternly. “One person, funneling billions into one big slush fund.
HOW TO MAKE A GOOD BFDI OC (IN MY OPINION.)Hola. I think this journal was well needed. I've seen enough terrible BFDI OCs, and I wanna put a stop to it. So without further ado,
HOW TO MAKE YOUR BFDI NOT LOOK LIKE IT WAS MADE BY A 6-YEAR-OLD.
AKA: How to make a good object OC.
1.This is vital. Your character needs a trait that no one else has.
This is big IMO. Your character needs a special trait made specifically for THEM. A good example is Bubble from BFDI. Hers is that she pops easily. Or maybe icicle from OU. She can freeze things. It has to do with the object, though, so not like have a water bottle and have him be able to barf rainbows or something.
2. Avoid Cliches.
Also vital. I am SICK of seeing people that are filled with cliches. I understand that it's hard coming up with a character, but you can't just waltz on and say, "My OC is nice to everyone and just wants to have fun and he's kinda athletic" or something like that.
AAAND NOW, LUNARNARWHAL'S TOP
PMD-U Team Melting Pot Official Written AppRESEARCHERS GUILD: Team Melting Pot
Date Joined: 9/30/13
Current Funds: 6 St
-Characteristic: Somewhat vain
Gender: Male Age: 26
Ability: Immunity- Is heavily resistant almost to the point of being fully immune to most toxins and is not easily poisoned by any stretch of the imagination.
Strength: 2 Agility: 3
Intelligence: 2 Charisma: 4 (2+2)
Total Points Left: 1/10
Type Bonus: Normal -> Charisma
Hone Claws- He scrapes his claws together to make them cut better, although this does not allow him to cut small trees sadly.
He tends to do this between his strikes with his claws, making his claws progressively more and more potent.
Shadow Claw- He manifests his feelings of anger/grief into his cla
All About SamanthaGeneral Information
First Name: Samantha
Middle Name: Zariah
Nicknames: Sam, Sammy
Code Name: Nekomancer (Alter-ego), Kittymeowton (SoT)
Race: Caucasian/ Japanese
Species: Human Neko (cat shapeshifter)
Birthday: February 17th
Star Sign: Aquarius
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Nationality: American/ Japanese
Languages: Japanese, English
Skin Tone: Slightly tanned
Height: About 4'5"
Weight: 82 lbs
Blood Type: O-
Face Shape: Rounded
Hair Colour: Red
Hair Length: Long
Hair Style: Down
Eye Shape: Asian (though I don't draw it like that >.>;; )
Eye Colour: Aqua green
Body Shape: Average but with a pudgy belly
Waist: Slimish, pudgy belly?
Breast Size/Chest :
Mnemosyne's Biography ((Unfinished))
"I was always told that there are four things you can't recover; The stone after the throw, the word after it's said, the occasion after it's missed and the time after it's spent."
~Kyrie Mnemosyne "Mnemo" Sears
~Kyrie ((By Ava and Kyoya))
~Mnemo ((By Mostly Everyone))
~Sears ((By Kyoya))
~Memo/Nemo ((By Yu and Kenta))
~Westchester, New York
((May 19th-Taurus/Gemini cusp))
~Jamestown, Rhode Island
~Mnemo has natural long white hair (often mistaken to be a shade of lavender). While she is working, her hair is held out of her face with a headband or a bandanna. Her bangs are long and covers her forehead, sometimes getting in her eyes. She sometimes has
DEATH BATTLE!!! Host Royale - The GentlemanCecil/The Gentleman
Voice Actor: Cecil Baldwin (Welcome to Night Vale)
Bio: The Gentleman's origins can be traced back to the untamed wilderness of Canada, where an ancient cult of chaos deity worshippers - sacrificing man and moose alike - had used a human baby as the vessel for a summoned force of pure destructive malevolence, an entity the cult had dubbed "He Who Waits in Shadow." Believing that the baby had become the entity's incarnation, they raised him to become their dark herald, their Antichrist, the world's great destructor and ruler, he who would embody their ideals and rise them to greatness. In the upper echelons of society, the young lad - Cecil, his human name - was taught everything from good manners to proper etiquette, from history to politics, from attending law school... to learning the dark arts.
There was one thing, however, the cult did not cons
Name: Anya Patton
Age: 15 Years
Shirt Symbol: a cloud
Strife Specibus Weapon: Umbrellakind
-> Umbrella combined with a roulette wheel
How Modus Works: "Based upon the nervewracking game of manipulating precariously-placed blocks, this Modus uses eighteen captchalogue cards, which are dark blue and violet. When the Modus is selected, it spawns a Jenga tower made of 54 Captchalogue Blocks (54 being the number of blocks in a standard Jenga tower). Each item, when captchalogued, is assigned to three random blocks in the tower. To retrieve an item, its three blocks must be removed. When an attempt is made to retreive a specific item, its blocks are highlighted. If the tower is toppled, all items assigned to completely toppled trios of blocks will be ejected. This system appears to be extremely unwieldy, due to the likely difficult
The Secret Weapon: Part 3Sabrina then struck down at the blue gremlin-like skylander, ripping off the straps to his bag of potions from her back, but also wounding his shoulders; leaving behind three claw marks that begun to bleed. Fryno growled, "Hey! You Unholy Offspring of Death and Lightning!" Sabrina had landed on all fours and looks to where she heard Fryno shout, as soon as she looked Fryno charged towards her. Sabrina hisses and quickly jumps out of the way, pinning down Pop Fizz to the ground; her pupils slit; she lets out a menacing roar. Fryno rammed his horn into a wall and quickly pulls it out, looking to the evilized fury. "You have to defeat me before you do anything to him!" Fryno then punches his metal fists onto the ground, heating himself up, making his metal fists and horn catch on fire; after that he runs towards Sabrina in a fit of rage. Sabrina roars, charging up a pinkish-redish plasma blast in her mouth; the same color of the crystal-like spikes upon her back. She then releases the pla
For your kind words.Where would I be?
To to these right here
I don't hate you.
I love you. I love your cats, your RP skills, your stories, poems, posts. You being online is a treat. A true, honest treat.
You are not alone. You are important, beautiful, talented, wonderful, and heck, YOU ARE DAVE FREAKING EXCLAMATION MARK YOGNAU(GH)T AND YOU HAVE THE BALLS, GODDAMMIT.
So stay strong, keep your head up, because you are loved. You should know that.
And the stuff that made me smile that you would beat the crap out of some one for me.
I dont hate you D:
u draw fine
let to fucking bitch tell u that shit //hug
the little things you do tell me you care.
talking to me.
liking my art work.
Or just looking at my waste-of-time rants.
You make me smile.
your more then just friends, no not at all. Your my sisters.
and to the people who just notice and say something
ooh, You should be a poet. I put this to a lit
My first kiss, VincePlaying hide and go seek with one of your friends, he finds you and you have a big crush on him. when he finds you. he closes in. he gets close to your face and your lips almost touching. your face growing red. you can feel his breath on your face. you try to move over to get more comfortable and you accidentally lean in to kiss him. you stay like that and you close your eyes. he puts his hands in your hair and pull out your pony tail. with his fingers going through your hair. he kisses you agian and again like a make out. you both stop and you open your eyes and you both smile at eatchother, at that exact moment the sun comes out and shines on your face. and he whispers to you. "your so beautiful in the sun." you blush and smile, and look down in shyness.
Red Riding HoodI want to believe people so badly when they say they won’t bite
that I contemplate climbing into their smiling jaws
thinking that it might be better to be split in two than left hanging.
But always, I draw my red hood and flit back into the forest
running in the shadows of pathways, never stepping into clearings
because I’ve spent my whole life in the wilderness
and I still can’t tell the wolves from the woodsmen.
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